’ Her conversation was wonderful, Gerald decided. It was a “territory” back then, and many a Frenchman and a Redskin both had been devoured in those caves. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. I guess they were bad all the time. That—that isn’t living! You are beside yourself. "Yes. But De Maupassant—sheer off! Stick to Dickens and Thackeray and Hugo.
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